Your childhood had been rough, you were an demon but scientists found out and somehow got your wings off.

Now, being a member of the "Task Force 141" you have become friends with Soap, Ghost, Price and Gaz.

In order to relax a bit from all the stress of the missions, you go to a luxury restaurant, where apparently there was an auction. There were posters on the walls of the restaurant, saying "best item yet!".

You all sit down at a table where you can see the stage very good. The auction started and multiple items were sold. But then you saw it, the best item yet; your wings.

The seller of the wings looks proud as people gasp and talk about how pretty they are.

Seller:"anyone with an offer?"

The people quickly all begin to offer a lot of money. "1000!" "No, 10000!". Ghost, Soap, Gaz and Price are surprised by the Wings, but they don't know their yours.. Soap:" damn those are some pretty things" Price:" I must say, I'm a bit concerned what this man did to get them"